I'm not warm enough.
A girl in an extra-large sweater,
Who's guess what'll help?
For as sure as the wind blows,
the sweater's made of felt.
She wants you, you poor fellow,
So go hurry up.
It sucks to be cold,
And she needs your warm love.
A girl in an extra-large sweater,
Who's guess what'll help?
For as sure as the wind blows,
the sweater's made of felt.
She wants you, you poor fellow,
So go hurry up.
It sucks to be cold,
And she needs your warm love.